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Oct. 9th, 2009

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The Corruption of Mutated Monkeys

In 1750, the Caribbean island of Patnuki was nothing to be mentioned with any degree of fascination. It had no major trading port, pirates rarely marauded it, and the British navy had decided it was not of strategic or military worth. Those who lived on Patnuki lived day in and day out fishing, eating, pooping, sleeping, and fishing again. Everyone was everyone else's third cousin twice removed and nobody ever had an original thought (unless you count the amount of sea salt you sprinkle on your fish "original").

It was, quite frankly, a boring island.

Until one Percival Dashingham washed up on shore. At first, he was considered a public nuisance - after all, he was such a foppish, outspoken young fellow - but he quickly became a charmer of women, from one's mother to all of her third cousins twice removed. And then it was proved that he was an expert fisherman, as well as knowledgeable in the building of ships. Before long, he was training young boys how to sail and fish, and he became a community godsend. Four years to the day after Percival's arrival, Patnuki opened as a public trading port.

Three years after that, they elected Percival their first governor, against the wishes of the British Empire.

And it was safe to say Patnuki was never the same again.